area51novel Chapter 84 You...you are Senior Brother Su!
Chapter 84 You...you are Senior Brother Su!
"Zhang Huaiyi..."
Mei Jinfeng froze, uttering the name as if she wanted to chew up and swallow those three words:
"Are you that big-eared guy's grandson?"
Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze and instinctively took a half step back.
"Um... Mother-in-law, let's talk this out..."
Mei Jinfeng suddenly stood up, slamming her cane heavily on the ground:
"What do you want from me?!"
"roll!!!"
With a furious shout, Mei Jinfeng swung her cane.
There were no earth-shattering spells involved, but her movements were strangely fast.
Like a blue ghost, he instantly leaped over the fence, his withered hand grabbing at Zhang Chulan's throat like an eagle's claw!
"Holy crap! Granny, I just wanted to find some things in the valley, you didn't have to do this to me!!"
Zhang Chulan was shocked and instantly activated the Golden Light Spell.
"Bang!"
The golden light collided with his palm, and Zhang Chulan was forced back several steps, while Mei Jinfeng simply flipped over in the air and landed steadily.
"The Source Flow of Qi..."
Mei Jinfeng looked at the golden light emanating from Zhang Chulan:
"You also want what the sect leader left behind? Is that something you can even dream of?"
"Today I will clean house on behalf of the sect leader!"
As she spoke, Mei Jinfeng sprang up again. This time, the Qi in her hands was even more condensed, clearly indicating that she was serious.
"Grandma! It's a misunderstanding! I'm not looking anymore! I just came to ask for directions!"
Zhang Chulan dodged while shouting.
He dared not fight back.
Firstly, this is an elder, and secondly, this is the only person with a lead; if he is injured, we won't be able to question him.
Just as the situation was about to get out of control, Feng Baobao was about to grab a shovel and go up to help.
A hand reached out without warning.
Gently, yet irresistibly, he grasped Mei Jinfeng's outstretched wrist.
"Alright."
A gentle, yet somewhat melancholic voice rang out:
"Xiao Feng, it's been decades since we last met, why are you still so hot-tempered?"
Why would you fight with a junior?
Mei Jinfeng was startled.
This title...
"Xiao Feng"?
In this world, anyone who dares to call her that and is still alive should be dead!
Even Xia Liuqing, that old sycophant, only dared to call her "Jin Feng".
Mei Jinfeng turned her head stiffly.
She saw a young, handsome face that felt both incredibly familiar and strange to her.
Those eyes...
Those eyes were as clear as an ancient well, yet seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of time.
The gates of memory were flung open in that instant.
That was at the foot of Longhu Mountain in the 1930s.
That was when Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect, was at his most spirited.
Beside Wugensheng, there was always a lazy young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, holding a handful of melon seeds, who always liked to tease her:
"Xiaofeng, don't always have such a long face, or you'll never get married."
"Go pick a peach for your senior brother."
That young Taoist priest was always fighting with Wugensheng.
What angered her was that Wugensheng, whom she admired, couldn't even beat that little Taoist priest.
This made her feel inferior as well.
"you......"
Mei Jinfeng's hands began to tremble, and her voice became broken and fragmented:
"You...you are..."
Su Wuxian released her hand.
He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed it to the dazed old woman, just as he had done eighty years ago when he wiped her tears.
Su Wuxian smiled, his eyes gentle:
"What? You don't even recognize me?"
"Back then, when you stole my wine for Wugensheng and I hung you from a tree and slapped your hands, you cried much louder than you do now."
Clang.
Mei Jinfeng's cane fell to the ground.
She looked at Su Wuxian, and tears welled up in her eyes.
This stubborn old woman, respectfully known as "Grandma Golden Phoenix" in the Quanxing community, never bowed her head even in the face of death.
At this moment, however, she knelt down on the ground with a thud, like a wronged little girl, and burst into tears:
"Senior Brother Su...?"
"Is it really you???"
"You...you're still alive???"
"Weren't you dead... Waaaaaah..."
The entire room fell silent.
Zhang Chulan was stunned.
Wang was dumbfounded.
Even Feng Baobao stopped eating snacks.
Only Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong exchanged a smile behind them.
"Tsk, my junior brother's charm is still as strong as ever," Tian Jinzhong exclaimed.
"Yes, even the young girls of Quanxing would cry when they saw him. I heard that many young girls down the mountain went into seclusion because of him, thinking he was dead, and they cried their eyes out..." Zhang Zhiwei nodded.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Mei Jinfeng, a veteran of the Quanxing Sect who was infamous in the world of supernatural beings and whom even companies had to be wary of.
He was kneeling on the ground, clutching Su Wuxian's clothes, crying like a wronged child who couldn't find his parents.
"Waaah... Senior Brother Su..."
"The sect leader is gone... Everyone is dead... Only I am still guarding this place..."
"They all bully me...they all want to steal the sect leader's things..."
Tears streamed down her wrinkled face and dripped into the soil.
At this moment, she was no longer the fearsome "Granny Jin Feng"; she had returned to the little girl with pigtails who followed Wu Gensheng and Su Wuxian eighty years ago.
"Why......"
Su Wuxian sighed, knelt down, and gently wiped away her tears:
"Alright, stop crying."
"At such an old age, still crying like that, aren't you afraid the younger generation will laugh at you?"
Su Wuxian looked at Jin Feng's aged face, a trace of emotion flashing in his eyes:
"Xiao Feng, you're getting old."
"Her hair has turned white, and she has more wrinkles. How did that pretty young girl become this stubborn old woman?"
"Senior brother..."
Jin Feng raised her head, her cloudy eyes filled with longing:
"You haven't changed...you haven't changed at all."
"Just as the sect leader said back then, you are... someone who transcends the Three Realms."
Su Wuxian helped Jin Feng up and pointed to the group of people behind him:
"Come on, let me introduce you."
"This is Zhang Zhiwei, you know him. This is Tian Jinzhong, you even snatched a candied hawthorn from him back then."
"Look at those two behind you, do you recognize them?"
Mei Jinfeng followed Su Wuxian's hand and looked over.
She saw Tian Jinzhong, dressed in mountaineering camouflage, greeting her.
"Mei-mei, it's been a long time."
Jin Feng wiped away her tears and bowed slightly to the old Celestial Master and Elder Tian.
Although she was a member of the Quanxing sect, she dared not act disrespectfully towards these two powerful figures from the Zhengyi sect in front of Su Wuxian.
"Greetings to the Celestial Master, greetings to Master Tian."
"As for this..."
Su Wuxian pulled Zhang Chulan over:
"This is Huaiyi's grandson, Zhang Chulan."
"He was a bit reckless just now. Let him apologize to you."